You are a room with no corners.
A cynosure within my mind’s eye.
Ineffable emotions you imbue in me.
I am restless for your
touch
skin
smile.
I feel a penumbra of your spirit trailing behind every step I take;
grateful for your petrichor effect at the ending of my days.
Untoward emotions
cascading and clashing
knocking me down
each and every time
you loom into my mind.
Nov 30, 2012
Nov 30, 2012 at 11:51 PM UTC
You are a room with no corners.
A cynosure within my mind’s eye.
Ineffable emotions you imbue in me.
I am restless for your
touch
skin
smile.
I feel a penumbra of your spirit trailing behind every step I take;
grateful for your petrichor effect at the ending of my days.
Untoward emotions
cascading and clashing
knocking me down
each and every time
you loom into my mind.
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